Page 4 of Bloody Union

"A fucking princess," Finn replies darkly and that right there is a threat.

"I can handle a woman."

The look the Gallagher's give me would make a grown man quiver, but not me, I stare them down.

"Fuck, you're as stubborn as she is," Seamus says and the grin on his face makes me brace for what he's about to say next. "You two are going to be a match made in fucking hell."

"Is that all?" my father asks. "I'd like to see the girl now."

I grit my teeth, that fucking look in his eye is enough to tell me why he wants to see Makenna. Asshole.

Seamus narrows his eyes at my father, but stands. I hear a door opening and Seamus grins. "She's here." He walks out of his office and we all follow. "Makenna," he calls out and I hear the sound of heels clicking against the floor.

As we enter the sitting room, my gaze follows the Gallagher's.

"Shit," Romero curses.

"Holy shit," Alessio mutters.

Standing in front of us is Makenna, the blonde from the bar. She’s wearing a tight tank top and even tighter fucking jeans, her hair tied up into a slick ponytail, there’s not an ounce of makeup on her face. She’s fucking gorgeous, but if the narrowing of her eyes is anything to go by, she’s going to be defiant.

My anger begins to rise as I remember the punch she took a few nights ago. She has her arms crossed over her chest and stares at her father. Yet again she’s not looking at me or my family, just as she did in the bar.

“I’d like to have a talk with my Fiancée alone.” I contain my bubbling anger from the glares of her family but I just stare them down.

Seamus glares at me but nods and he and his son’s leave, my father and brothers following behind. I turn my attention to Makenna once the door is closed behind them. “Show me,” I growl, needing to see the damage.

She raises her brow at me, the defiance clear in her eyes. I take a step closer to her. She’s not intimidated by me, I can tell as she holds her head high. She’s changed a lot from the fourteen year old who trembled when she was in a room full ofmade men. Now, she stares me in the eye. She’s good, not showing any fear.

“Lift your top and let me see,” I growl.

She doesn’t even bat an eyelid. “And why should I do that?”

My mouth goes to her ear, “I watched that man punch you, Makenna. I want to see the damage.”

She steps back and lifts her shirt, a black bruise mars her creamy skin. “Happy now?”

I grit my teeth, “Ecstatic.”

“It’s nice to know that my husband-to-be watches as a man hits me.” She takes another step backward. “Guess what they say is true, hmm? The Famiglia really know how to treat a woman.”

I reach for her and pull her toward me. “I will not raise a hand to you. Ever.”

She looks at me and I see the scepticism in her eyes, see the disbelief clear as day, but she doesn’t answer. My fingers caress her bruise and she winces before closing her eyes. When she opens them again, they’re clear, but unreadable. I don’t like that she’s a closed book to me. Damn, the Gallagher's have taught her well. I’m going to find the man that hit her and gut him like the fucking animal he is. She pulls down her top and looks at me, curiosity in her eyes.

I take a step closer to her and watch as she gulps, fear creeping into her eyes. “Make no mistake, Makenna, I am the Underboss of the Famiglia and you’ll give me the respect that I have earned,” I say through clenched teeth; that fucking fear has no place between us, but at the same time, she needs to realize who I am.

I reach into my pocket, and pull out the ring that had been in there since yesterday. I place it on her finger, loving the way her eyes widen as I touch her hand. “Three days and then your mine.” I step back before I do something stupid like fucking kiss her. Once I do that, I’m going to fuck her until she passes out.

Makenna’s eyes flash with heat and indignation, before she’s able to say anything the door opens. She turns to see who’s there and that’s when I spot the white raised scar at the base of her throat.

I know what that scar means.

What the fuck happened to her and who the fuck did it to her?

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Dante

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